“It’ll be driving round the corner in a mo, dropping off all my easy earned dough, mmm mmm, doh doh”.

Kelan sang this tune whilst pacing on the road outside his warehouse. He anxiously waited on a delivery of cash he had earned from a huge sale of cocaine.

“The boodle should have been here 20 minutes ago, he thought, I wonder if Bo has it. I warned him, that he would die if he did not meet my deadline.” He continued to quicken his pace, the clock rhythmically ticking on without concern, his anxiousness edging on anger. He needed a fix as withdrawal symptoms were setting in fast and furiously.

“Where the heck is Bo with my cash,” he shouted, his arms flying around recklessly. “I want my dough and I want it now.”

Just then a green pickup drove into view. Kelan stopped pacing and watched as the driver zeroed in on his space. He looked at the driver and nodded. Spence, the driver, acknowledged and proceeded to exit his vehicle with briefcase in hand. Kelan allowed him to walk ahead, motioning where to go. He did a quick analysis of Spence from behind and noticed immediately that this guy was nothing like his usual driver. Bo was rough and lacked the confidence this guy carried. It was clear that they came from different lifestyles and influences. They arrived in Kelan’s smoke reeking office and Kelan proceeded to sniff his desperate fix.

Spence handed over the briefcase with a concerned look on his face. Kelan looked up into his eyes and asked in an irritated tone, “What you looking at punk, want some”? Spence shook his head and said, “No thanks, your face illustrates pain as you sniff”.

Kelan shouted back angrily, “Shut up boy, what do you know, maybe if you tried some it would make you nice. You think you better than me, well no, you’re not, I’m rich, and you are just a dumb delivery guy. Where is old man Bo anyway”?

“Actually”, replied Spence, “This is not my job, I’m doing this as a favour for my friend Kole. His dad Bo is in a critical condition in hospital. He tried to take his own life by overdosing. Kole is there with our pastor praying over him. He told Kole before his attempt that he wished he could have a life and friends like his”.

“So what”, replied Kelan, “what you want me to do, feel sorry for the born loser”? Kelan’s aggressive tone did not stop Spence.

“Bo emphasized to Kole how the obvious love we all shared and radiated made him envious. He stressed how his life in drugs and his down and out friends caused him to feel depressed and continuously fearful. Said he did not want it anymore and told Kole he was going to give it all up. Kole did not realize he meant his life too. Kole said that if his dad did not get this delivery done today, he was threatened with death.” Spence then lifted his head in confidence and looked Kelan straight in the eyes, “I presume that would have been you that threatened him”. Kelan did not answer as he felt intimidated with Spence’s confident stance and strong unusual aura.

“We believe that Bo was seeking so we are praying that He will find Jesus and acknowledge the empty desolation he’s bound in. We’re sharing that even though he may die physically, Jesus can give him life forever; he just has to change his lifestyle and his friends and turn towards Godly influences.”

“Hey boy,” responded Kelan in a calmer humble tone. “Stop with your Jesus jargon, I got my boodle, and Bo kept his life so get out of here before you lose yours. I don’t need you or this Jesus guy you talk about.”

Spence firmly stood his ground and pressed on with what he needed to say. “You know what sir; you too can start enjoying your life.” Hey”, replied Kelan, “I said lay off boy; can’t you see how happy I am?”

“No actually”, replied Spence, “what I see is a deep dark pit, with killer drugs as your empty security. Here’s my card, if you feel you need change, a fulfilled life and influential friends, that will cause you real happiness, give me a call.”

With that Spence turned and walked out, leaving Kelan staring speechless as he disappeared from sight.

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I didn't understand why Spence would have taken this delivery job, even for a friend, as he was committing a felony. And the druggie's actions once Spence reveals his motivations seem not true to character. A good idea, though, and quite good for this topic.